Chapter Twenty-Three
Epilogue
To say that there is a happy ending to this story is pre-mature because the inhabitants of the nursery/flower farm continue to enjoy their somewhat cult-like, albeit private, existence.
Having other global commitments and frankly, a bit worn out, I left the farm for a sort of sabbatical. But when I returned from time to time, I always marveled at the sociability of the group as it continued to grow. Sure, there are little cat fights and arguments about whose turn it is to do the dishes or clean up the cells, but the group seems to have settled in well enough. And yes, someone was always pushing the limits and getting herself hung up and losing the keys, but the women as a group became very close, bonded by their acute, mutual interests.
Carol and Nancy e
